Ludwiglooked at you worried as you looked out the window with a far-offlook in your (dark/medium/light) eyes. He wondered if you were mad athim, he was the reason that you had been kicked out of your childhoodhome and your parents....yeah.
Howeverhe didn't know how far off he was. You didn't blame him, you knew howyour parents were and hoped he didn't think less of you. Sure yourlife had changed little, as you had always been one to save yourmoney because you doubted that your parents would keep you after youwere a legal adult; maybe they would let you live at home while youwent through college but that was a toss up, so you had more thenenough to support yourself, and once school let out you could take oneven more hours.
Ludwigbit his lip and smiling he went through the cabinets smiling widelyas he saw that there were all the ingredients here so he pulled itall out. He walked out to you and offered you his hand and you lookedup at him confused as you were broken from your revive.
"Comebake with me?" He asked and you nodded taking his hand and hepulled you up and headed to the kitchen.
"Sowhat are we baking? German Chocolate Cake?" You teased and hegroaned. You chuckled but weren't expecting him to pull you to him,pressing your back to his chest.
"Nein,(No,)" he whispered nipping your neck and you blushed darkly and hepressed you to the counter top. "Since mein scahtz (my sweetheart)wants to be bad you can mix the ingrediants." He whispered intoyour ear and you never thought that those words could be soseductive.
Holdingyou against the counter with his hips he began putting eachingredient into the bowl. He handed you a wooden spoon to stir. Yousmirked and deciding to tease him began to grind backwards into hislap and gave a Cheshire grin at his gasp and he moved his hand aroundto grip you.
"Don'tyou dare stop stirring." Ludwig husked into your ear kissing rightunder it, that hollow under your ear was extremely sensitive. Theentire time you mixed he'd stroke you through your pants and if youstopped he'd bite your neck as punishment.
Aftera bit he seemed to get bored and want to up the ante and so pushedhis hand down your pants so only the thin fabric of your boxers. Youwere holding the spoon and bowl so tightly that your knuckles werepaling from all the pressure you were holding them. Your breathingwas hollow and ragged and even some sweat was beading on your (skintone) forehead.
"Gettinghard are you Name?" He whispered as he bit along your neck sinceyou had stopped stirring and you nodded panting.
"B...bitte.(P...please.)" You whispered and Ludwig only answered with a lightchuckle.
"Don'tworry Name~ I am to." He whispered before grinding against you andyou let out a moan as you felt his hard on pressed up against yourarse at the same time he slipped his hand into your boxers to gripyou skin to skin.
Okay this chapter hadme blushing hard. I hope you liked it and it was half as steamy as itfelt.
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Hayran KurguThis story is focused on our dear Name, as he learns new things about himself and the world. How strange it all came from a blonde hair, blue eyed man fall into his bed. The fact that he was also the chubby man's favorite character didn't hurt.